Right then, we had a truly married moment. We didn't have to say a thing or even look at each other to know what we were thinking.

Out. Now.

The rest was a blur. How we got from tax prep nightmare session to car to home to desk, I have no clue. But just know that four hours later we wrapped up our taxes (on our own for the first time!). Then we went out for one of our last date nights we'll have in a long time, and we laughed at our day until it hurt. Oh lordy...

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Walking the talk that life as an Army wife can be synonymous with self-sufficiency, determination, personal success, big city livin, and sporting numerous pairs of stilletos to stay fabulous no matter what comes our way.